A starless night stealsAcross the sea,Where I stray, half-sunkIn the boundless, black brine.Arms weary, I thrashAmid the violent waves,Whose frothy peaksPush me far from shore. But in the eastern skyDawns a hopeful glimmer:A radiant girl wreathed in lightWith smile beaming,Shadow fleeing. Like holy fireShe burns awayThe night. And as the churning seaLies still with a … More The Eastern Light
Every road has an end,
Or so they say. … More Every Road
The phone stared back, pale-faced, indifferent, and hauntingly static. In its screen shone the diffuse reflection of a man whose dark, unblinking eyes were ringed in purple. He bit his lip and chose his words. After a few fumbles of his fingers, he sent the message and stood waiting for a response… … More Gifts
Red as rose hip, plump
And ripe, your lips smack
Against mine. Their touch,
Tender, tingles my tongue
And fills the air with a fine,
Fruity fragrance… … More The First Kiss
Body black and born of fire, he flits
And flickers and folds. His step without
A sound, his sight without a gaze, he sweeps
And strides across the floor … More Shadows on the Wall
The universe is a cold, unfeeling place. There is light, but there is also dark, and lots of it. For you pessimists out there, here’s a poem for you. … More Ignorance is Bliss
With A Man in Revolt completed, I am free to work on another fantasy novel. This time you can expect even more magic and fantastical intrigue. … More New Fantasy Book Announcement
Dead wood burns overThe fields of the fallen. Axes rentAnd armor split, an army of corpsesRests atop bloodied grounds. Smoke risesAs dusk falls On a red sun, whose rays will neverLight their smiles again. Smoke rises To the mountains and sweepsInto the sea, whose waves will neverKiss their feet again. The rains lamentThe passing of … More The Fire Rages
I’ve completed another novel. A Man in Revolt tells the story of a weak and cowardly man who joins a rebellion to protect his family and his people from racial discrimination and abuse. However, the more involved in the rebellion he becomes, the more it corrupts him. One poor choice after another, the protagonist becomes … More A Man in Revolt
Quiet nights and cold sheetsSting. And a dinner for oneFouls the tongue. Walks alone,Talks alone with the voice in my head,And soft songs strummed to empty rooms.Without love – without light,So even the night strains To see. But there is comfort.In the depthless dark and wearyCold, a fire flickers. Through its shiftingFlames, a couple dancesWith … More Light of My Life
